Thursday, February 14, 2013

Grab the pop can

Happy Valentine's day!

We're hosting another CP/Beta Mixer over on Falling For Fiction today. If you're in need of another writer's two cents, hop on over and comment.

And since it's the day of mooshy, lovey-dovey stuff, I thought I'd share a steamy, albeit awkward scene from Birds of a Feather.

“I’m going to get something to drink. Anyone want anything?” I ask.
I get three nods and two head shakes before I skirt off to another table laden with pop, juice, and punch in a bowl. I think I’ll stay away from any possibly tampered with beverages. I grab an assortment of canned drinks and turn to leave, smashing into a sturdy chest. The cans slip from my fingers, but are caught between me and Raven when he smooshes closer to save them.
“Nice maneuver,” I joke and pin my leg to his, holding an ice-cold beverage between us.
He chuckles, but doesn't back off, his throat inches from my mouth. “Got ‘em?”
“Huh?” I shake my head and jostle a can into my grasp. “Uh, one. Give me a second.” I wriggle against him, attempting to grab another pop, but it gets too close to somewhere I should never touch in public, I mean, never touch since we’re just friends too.
Ah f***.
“Can you help me out here?”
He moves his face right next to mine so we’re standing cheek to cheek, our shoulders aren’t touching, but everything else is. Three chilly pops holding us apart. His palm finds my waist, slides down my hip onto my thigh, and reaches in to grab the beverage pinned there between our legs. He hooks it in his hand, reaches around behind me and sets it on the table.
“One down, is that two more I feel?”
His stubble barely brushes my cheek and I’m so tempted to turn my face to his, but I focus on the cylindrical bulges holding us apart. “Yep, two more.” I giggle and the can slips farther forcing us to smash our bodies together tighter.
He laughs harder in response, but I can tell it’s a nervous laugh. His hand finds my waist again, but my shirt slipped up on the last movement so when he slides his palm across my tummy and rests it above the button on my pants, I almost moan.
“Um, Pigeon, I’m going to grab that can.” He chuckles again and I have to stifle the urge to bite his neck. “I promise I’m not trying to cop a feel.” His hand slides up to my ribs, fingers grazing my skin hooking beneath my shirt for a second before grabbing the can resting between my boobs. “See?”
“One to go.” I pull back to look in his eyes. “I’ll get it.” I lick my lips and bite on the bottom one as my left hand reaches behind his back, holding him to me, while the other slides between us along the waste of his pants. “Don’t move.”
“Not for the life of me.” The smirk on those lips is near impossible to resist.
I lick mine again, wishing my tongue was somewhere else, and his smirk grows into a smile. I exhale and he presses closer to me with his hips, holding the can in place. My fingers fumble over the button on his pants, down to the zipper and over to the left.
“You better stop right there.”
“I don’t have the can yet.”
His smile is sinful. “You’re about to have something else.”
I take a chance and shove my hand farther down, giggling at the expression on his face when I pull my hand up with a lemonade pinched between two fingers. “See?”
Instead of backing away, Raven steps toward me forcing me against the table. He reaches around and grabs the other drinks, mouth next to my ear, and says, “I never knew the beverage table was such a hot spot.” He stands between my legs, holding four cans of pop and nods in the direction I came from. “Ready to deliver these?”
My body is on fire and my heart is knocking against my ribs, I’m sure he can feel it. I put my hands on his hips to pull myself up from the table and realize what a stupid move that was when I’m hanging on to his pants and only a couple inches of night air separate us.
“Or shall we stay here and play another round of grab the pop can?” His caramel laughter floats around my head and I’m ready to lick his skin when another whistle breaks through.
Shiba, my savior. “What’s taking so long with those drinks, Pigeon? You get lost?”
Yeah, I’m lost all right.

Happy Writing :)


  1. Wow, that is amazing. I was getting all sucked in there and then it ended! So much tension there! Love it!

  2. Very fun scene. :) Loved the last line. :)
    Happy Valentine's Day!

  3. Happy Val. Day Hope. Nice Scenes and heading to the mixer.

  4. AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I miss this book. I wish it was Falcon this happened with but I'll take Raven. Such a yummy scene. Happy VDay!

  5. Happy Valentines day, and that's a cute scene. I'll go browse the mixer, you never know when you'll meet the perfect CP!

  6. That's a great scene! You totally had me riveted! More, more, more!!! :D

  7. Ah! Raven :)

    And Falcon.

    And Raven.


  8. Hey Hope,

    Just dropping by to let you know that you've been nominated in the Paying Forward Awards this month. For the category Sweetest Blogger.



  9. Oh no! I missed the mixer! I love your blog and am looking for critique partners!!

    That was great though!